Description: Standing 4'7", this woman tends to wear a violet poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small violet clips. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She got into the Weaver business at a young age. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Mercenary; and to be a mercenary again

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (130 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has dyed his greying lavender fur a little too much giving a sharp lavender color. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Two Llamas abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 130 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears bulky white painted plate armor. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by goblins. Eran was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: Many goblins want her driven away; and she wants revenge against goblins

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 110 gp. Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: She wears a tan shirt with thin white vertical stripes and black pants. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Reddlepop's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Reddlepop is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In her 13th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. His copper crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Military, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 40 gp. Red garnet (150 gp).